CTNES: The Hero (or Villian) Within
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Swissempire
Poet Jester
SEGG
Sudbury, MA, USA
Base Level: Basement
Funds: 1000 WC
Weapons: His Mind and Body
Stockpile: nothing
Henchmen: 5 men
Vehicles: Bike
Superhero level: 0
Strength:0
Speed/Agility: 0
Endurence:0
Powers: Telekinesis
Pick one:1) Weak mind: Can lift up objects of up to 300 pounds
Research:
Description: At Princeton there is a project known as the Global Consciousness Project, or EGG. But there is a shadowy side to this project. The original plan had been to inject random Teenagers, right befroe puberty, with the substance EGG. But when the board found out about this, they shut down that part of the project. Only 1 boy was injected, and the records of who it was were lost. Only the Mad Scientist knew who it was, and he visited the boy, Chip Sinton was his given name. The boy was 15 and was experience Telekinetic Side Effects. The MS was pleased, but Chip was not. In a fit of rage, he strangled the MS with his telekentic powers. He was ashamed, and rode away on his bike. His parents were sent to jail for the murder of the Professor, and Chip went into hiding, taking the name he was given by the MS.... SEGG
Sudbury, MA, USA
Base Level: Basement
Funds: 1000 WC
Weapons: His Mind and Body
Stockpile: nothing
Henchmen: 5 men
Vehicles: Bike
Superhero level: 0
Strength:0
Speed/Agility: 0
Endurence:0
Powers: Telekinesis
Pick one:1) Weak mind: Can lift up objects of up to 300 pounds
Research:
Description: At Princeton there is a project known as the Global Consciousness Project, or EGG. But there is a shadowy side to this project. The original plan had been to inject random Teenagers, right befroe puberty, with the substance EGG. But when the board found out about this, they shut down that part of the project. Only 1 boy was injected, and the records of who it was were lost. Only the Mad Scientist knew who it was, and he visited the boy, Chip Sinton was his given name. The boy was 15 and was experience Telekinetic Side Effects. The MS was pleased, but Chip was not. In a fit of rage, he strangled the MS with his telekentic powers. He was ashamed, and rode away on his bike. His parents were sent to jail for the murder of the Professor, and Chip went into hiding, taking the name he was given by the MS.... SEGG
TerrisH
Mischief?
Awww... you forgot Super Intelgence. your Local Mad Scintest Union Demands it!!!
Still, for now,
Lord Fire
New York, New York. (no secret base yet)
Base Level: Basement
Funds: 1000 WC
Weapons: A pistol and a knife
Stockpile: nothing
Henchmen: 5 men
Vehicles: Your old car or van (pick one)
Superhero level: 0
Strength:0
Speed/Agility: 0
Endurence:0
Powers
Telepathy: Mind reader
Research:
Description: An unknown Protector, whos morals are Questionble. Is he a hero, or is he just a villin who wished to prevent the other Villins form takeing over the world first?
Still, for now,
Lord Fire
New York, New York. (no secret base yet)
Base Level: Basement
Funds: 1000 WC
Weapons: A pistol and a knife
Stockpile: nothing
Henchmen: 5 men
Vehicles: Your old car or van (pick one)
Superhero level: 0
Strength:0
Speed/Agility: 0
Endurence:0
Powers
Telepathy: Mind reader
Research:
Description: An unknown Protector, whos morals are Questionble. Is he a hero, or is he just a villin who wished to prevent the other Villins form takeing over the world first?
alex994
Hail Divine Emperor!
Curses! There goes my masterplan...
alex994 said:
Researching chemical weapons or other such technologies will fall under the 'Evil Plot' catagory. Basically, if you want to research something, you have to pay for it like for everything else. Even if I did allow you to have Super intelligence, it would take time and mony to research, and test safely.
TerrisH
Mischief?
hmm actually, I was thinking more Along the Terms of Tony Stark type super intelagence. Nack for creating stuff, wiping up weird weapons.. but research would cover that. Still, it is a usefull trate for Villians
alex994
Hail Divine Emperor!
Black Dragon
Beijing, China
Base Level: Basement
Funds: 1000 WC
Weapons: A pistol and a knife
Stockpile: nothing
Henchmen: 5 men
Vehicles: Your old car van
Superhero level: 0
Strength:0
Speed/Agility: 0
Endurence:0
Powers
Pick one: Poison: Cough
Research:
Description: An ardent Chinese Nationalists, he is though a staunch Chinese Communists. Unshaken by doubt or any worries, he is confident in the success of China, by any means necessary. He prefers to stay in the shadows while he eliminates his enemy, a subtle yet deadly character.
Beijing, China
Base Level: Basement
Funds: 1000 WC
Weapons: A pistol and a knife
Stockpile: nothing
Henchmen: 5 men
Vehicles: Your old car van
Superhero level: 0
Strength:0
Speed/Agility: 0
Endurence:0
Powers
Pick one: Poison: Cough
Research:
Description: An ardent Chinese Nationalists, he is though a staunch Chinese Communists. Unshaken by doubt or any worries, he is confident in the success of China, by any means necessary. He prefers to stay in the shadows while he eliminates his enemy, a subtle yet deadly character.
erez87
Lord of Random
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Bill 'BubbleBoy' Yuth
NYC, At birth home
Base Level: Basement
Funds: 1000 WC
Weapons: Pistol and knife
Stockpile: nothing
Henchmen: 5 men
Vehicles: Old car
Superhero level: 0
Strength:0
Speed/Agility: 0
Endurence:0
Powers: Force Field-
1) Shield: Can create a personal shield for a short period of time
Research:
Description: Bill Yuth was a young teenager when he found out he could create defensive energy bubbles around his body. At first he used them to steal from stores and stuff but soon after he understood he did wrong and begun to defend his streets from crime.
NYC, At birth home
Base Level: Basement
Funds: 1000 WC
Weapons: Pistol and knife
Stockpile: nothing
Henchmen: 5 men
Vehicles: Old car
Superhero level: 0
Strength:0
Speed/Agility: 0
Endurence:0
Powers: Force Field-
1) Shield: Can create a personal shield for a short period of time
Research:
Description: Bill Yuth was a young teenager when he found out he could create defensive energy bubbles around his body. At first he used them to steal from stores and stuff but soon after he understood he did wrong and begun to defend his streets from crime.
Alakazen
Clostridium botulinum
EDIT: I dropped this character in favour of another one, "Lady Justice". Her stories begin on page 9 of this thread. Don't bother reading this one unless you really wanna waste your time.
I want in, too!
Hero Name: Tristan “Pak Letrik” Thorne
Home Town: Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia
Base Level: Basement
Funds: 1000 WC
Weapons: A pistol and a knife
Stockpile: Nothing
Henchmen: 5 men
Vehicles: Beat-up minivan
Superhero level: 0
Strength: 0
Speed/Agility: 0
Endurance: 0
Powers:
1) Spark: Generates minor bolts of electricity, strong enough to stun people.
Research: None
Description:
Tristan Thorne was a Sergeant in the British Army. He was posted to Malaysia long after the Second World War had ended, and when things were beginning to become quite peaceful. Most of the time, his duties involved leading men into the dark unknowns that are the oil palm plantations dotted around the nation’s capital, scanning for communist guerrillas.
On one such occasion, while taking a late-night cigarette break (Disclaimer: Smoking is bad for your health!!!), Thorne was startled by the sight of a pygmy man running around the plantation naked. Believing it to be a (somewhat insane) member of the guerrillas, he began chasing the man, only to encounter several plantation workers chatting outside a hut. Enquiring about the pygmy, he discovered from them that the man he saw was actually a “toyol”, a mischievous spirit of a child with magical powers. He also discovered later that, considering that he was a Caucasian and therefore, unfamiliar to the region, the toyol had become quite attached to him!
Flash forward a year or two into the future. The toyol had granted Thorne the strange ability to emit electrical charges from his body. With this newfound power, Thorne could easily incapacitate his guerrilla foes, and quickly made a name for himself in both the British Army and the local populace. Colloquially, he became known as “Pak Letrik”, which was Malay for “Uncle Electricity”.
The toyol still follows him around, however, although it is only visible to Thorne. He must also entertain it occasionally with toys, candy, and rooster blood.
I want in, too!
Hero Name: Tristan “Pak Letrik” Thorne
Home Town: Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia
Base Level: Basement
Funds: 1000 WC
Weapons: A pistol and a knife
Stockpile: Nothing
Henchmen: 5 men
Vehicles: Beat-up minivan
Superhero level: 0
Strength: 0
Speed/Agility: 0
Endurance: 0
Powers:
1) Spark: Generates minor bolts of electricity, strong enough to stun people.
Research: None
Description:
Tristan Thorne was a Sergeant in the British Army. He was posted to Malaysia long after the Second World War had ended, and when things were beginning to become quite peaceful. Most of the time, his duties involved leading men into the dark unknowns that are the oil palm plantations dotted around the nation’s capital, scanning for communist guerrillas.
On one such occasion, while taking a late-night cigarette break (Disclaimer: Smoking is bad for your health!!!), Thorne was startled by the sight of a pygmy man running around the plantation naked. Believing it to be a (somewhat insane) member of the guerrillas, he began chasing the man, only to encounter several plantation workers chatting outside a hut. Enquiring about the pygmy, he discovered from them that the man he saw was actually a “toyol”, a mischievous spirit of a child with magical powers. He also discovered later that, considering that he was a Caucasian and therefore, unfamiliar to the region, the toyol had become quite attached to him!
Flash forward a year or two into the future. The toyol had granted Thorne the strange ability to emit electrical charges from his body. With this newfound power, Thorne could easily incapacitate his guerrilla foes, and quickly made a name for himself in both the British Army and the local populace. Colloquially, he became known as “Pak Letrik”, which was Malay for “Uncle Electricity”.
The toyol still follows him around, however, although it is only visible to Thorne. He must also entertain it occasionally with toys, candy, and rooster blood.
das
Regeneration In Process
OOC:
Okay I will!
Hopefully there will be someone on the opposite side of the political spectrum to challenge me here, but meh, we have lots of revolutionaries to thwart as it is...
IC:
The Last Paladin
Buenos Aires (no secret base yet)
Base Level: Basement
Funds: 1000 WC
Weapons: A pistol and a knife
Stockpile: nothing
Henchmen: 5 men
Vehicles: Your old car
Superhero level: 0
Strength: 0
Speed/Agility: 0
Endurence: 0
Powers:
Shield: Can create a personal shield for a short period of time
Research:
The Last Paladin indeed is. Once, he was one of the few upper hierarchs of an ancient secret reactionary Society of Order, but it was eliminated during the 20th century, the last blow having come in the last days of WWII. Only the Last Paladin survived, along with a few novices of the Society who had succesfully hid him from pursuit in Andorra. Now alone, the Paladin had to sit low and lick his wounds while the remnants of the old world that he had sought to preserve were being washed away. Yet the inactivity tired him. One day he and his followers disappeared from Andorra, only to reemerge later in Buenos Aires, where, they felt, the tide of progress, liberalism and socialism could still be stemmed...
(more details later)
Okay I will!
Hopefully there will be someone on the opposite side of the political spectrum to challenge me here, but meh, we have lots of revolutionaries to thwart as it is...IC:
The Last Paladin
Buenos Aires (no secret base yet)
Base Level: Basement
Funds: 1000 WC
Weapons: A pistol and a knife
Stockpile: nothing
Henchmen: 5 men
Vehicles: Your old car
Superhero level: 0
Strength: 0
Speed/Agility: 0
Endurence: 0
Powers:
Shield: Can create a personal shield for a short period of time
Research:
The Last Paladin indeed is. Once, he was one of the few upper hierarchs of an ancient secret reactionary Society of Order, but it was eliminated during the 20th century, the last blow having come in the last days of WWII. Only the Last Paladin survived, along with a few novices of the Society who had succesfully hid him from pursuit in Andorra. Now alone, the Paladin had to sit low and lick his wounds while the remnants of the old world that he had sought to preserve were being washed away. Yet the inactivity tired him. One day he and his followers disappeared from Andorra, only to reemerge later in Buenos Aires, where, they felt, the tide of progress, liberalism and socialism could still be stemmed...
(more details later)
das
Regeneration In Process
"He is not a Christian, though he often fought for the most fanatical Christian causes, shouted slogans from the religious propaganda and was a sincere supporter of the Inquisition. Had he been born in China (as opposed to Sumeria), he probably could have been a Legalist, but not necessarily. He cares not so much for the laws as for the slogans, which was one of the reasons he is often easily tricked and used by pragmatic rulers who didn't care one bit for neither progress nor order, except inasmuch as any of these rather abstract concepts assisted them. Then he is discarded, time and again.
He is, at least in my perception, Good - or, at least, Order, but that is Good by definition from all that one could learn from mainstream philosophies of all civilizations (whereas Chaos, which he combatted, was Evil) - personified, and accordingly, he always loses in the end. A very tragic person he is indeed.
His religion, his philosophy and his ideology are quite simple - he opposed all change. Every change is for the worse, as he had explained. Those who seek change are mad, they only do ill upon themselves and those around them, they only damage the holy order, which he had sworn to protect. Yet he does not seek a return to the old ways - merely the preservation of what exists now. When I told him that it was a losing battle, he smirked, hiding the weariness that I sighted in his eyes for one brief moment, and said that though he agreed that he (and Order) always retreated, he (and Order) could retreat forever as long as humanity exists, for they have countless retreating room, whereas the forces of progress can gradually run out of steam. He was right in a way, but I doubt he believes this himself. That is, perhaps he does believe it, but I simply could not comprehend it as he did see defeat after defeat, one bigger than the other, coming at an ever-increasing rate... And yet, everything in him shows that though he is defeated and tired, he is not broken and will never admit his defeat, and that he still craves for a new battle.
This will not end well, I know. I am not sure if it will ever end, for he is immortal, perpetually stuck in the body of an old, balding, but still strong man. He survived for millenias, as many of the laws and customs that he sought to protect, but on the other hand, in these days taboos are dropping like flies and laws are being overthrown by mobs of revolutionaries and parliamentaries. I feel that in the end, it will be they that will kill him, and not any of his numerous nemeses (not mentioning any names ofcourse!). But he still lives, and I will follow him, if only for the lack of any better things that I could do. Besides, I promised to write this to you. I will be honest, I still hate you. Nor am I doing this because I promised it to you, ofcourse. I am doing this because writing relieves me and because I entertain the hope that you will read this, and maybe some others will as well. You're not the kind of an audience that I'd like to write this to, but as one of his worst enemies once said, "We have to work with those people that we do have, not those that we want to have." Amen.
P.S. And if you destroy this letter, I will be happy too, because it will mean either that you will have to burden yourself with remembering the loads of mostly-useless information herein, or that you realized this information to be virtually useless and are even now cursing me and the world for all the paper and fine words that you wasted to persuade me to help you. Its a win-win situation for me."
He is, at least in my perception, Good - or, at least, Order, but that is Good by definition from all that one could learn from mainstream philosophies of all civilizations (whereas Chaos, which he combatted, was Evil) - personified, and accordingly, he always loses in the end. A very tragic person he is indeed.
His religion, his philosophy and his ideology are quite simple - he opposed all change. Every change is for the worse, as he had explained. Those who seek change are mad, they only do ill upon themselves and those around them, they only damage the holy order, which he had sworn to protect. Yet he does not seek a return to the old ways - merely the preservation of what exists now. When I told him that it was a losing battle, he smirked, hiding the weariness that I sighted in his eyes for one brief moment, and said that though he agreed that he (and Order) always retreated, he (and Order) could retreat forever as long as humanity exists, for they have countless retreating room, whereas the forces of progress can gradually run out of steam. He was right in a way, but I doubt he believes this himself. That is, perhaps he does believe it, but I simply could not comprehend it as he did see defeat after defeat, one bigger than the other, coming at an ever-increasing rate... And yet, everything in him shows that though he is defeated and tired, he is not broken and will never admit his defeat, and that he still craves for a new battle.
This will not end well, I know. I am not sure if it will ever end, for he is immortal, perpetually stuck in the body of an old, balding, but still strong man. He survived for millenias, as many of the laws and customs that he sought to protect, but on the other hand, in these days taboos are dropping like flies and laws are being overthrown by mobs of revolutionaries and parliamentaries. I feel that in the end, it will be they that will kill him, and not any of his numerous nemeses (not mentioning any names ofcourse!). But he still lives, and I will follow him, if only for the lack of any better things that I could do. Besides, I promised to write this to you. I will be honest, I still hate you. Nor am I doing this because I promised it to you, ofcourse. I am doing this because writing relieves me and because I entertain the hope that you will read this, and maybe some others will as well. You're not the kind of an audience that I'd like to write this to, but as one of his worst enemies once said, "We have to work with those people that we do have, not those that we want to have." Amen.
P.S. And if you destroy this letter, I will be happy too, because it will mean either that you will have to burden yourself with remembering the loads of mostly-useless information herein, or that you realized this information to be virtually useless and are even now cursing me and the world for all the paper and fine words that you wasted to persuade me to help you. Its a win-win situation for me."
alex994
Hail Divine Emperor!
OOC: Without a pricelist, how do we know how much stuff cost? 
~Darkening~
Weep, Mother.
Hah. I'm the first neutral.
.Orders sent
Insane_Panda
Deity
Das, I know you are watching this thread, so check your PMs 
JosefStalinator
Я буду снова здесь
Azale said:so many people making "anti-heroes". OMG are they villain or not?!?!?!
Pick a side people
Ill join this later, once I have decided a hero. Whomever it may be...*resists urge to plagiarize*
Emperor Norton is a good guy, he just hates that illegitimate congress which subverts his ability to rule.
Icmancin
WSNR Pte
Karem Jabaar-Aru
Jerusalem, Israel
Base Level: Basement
Funds: 1000 WC
Weapons: A pistol and a knife
Stockpile: nothing
Henchmen: 5 men
Vehicles: Your old van
Superhero level: 0
Strength:0
Speed/Agility: 0
Endurence:0
Powers
Fire Generation
1) Lighter: Shoot small fire balls out of hands.
Research:
Description
Muslim fanatic that fought for the Nejd forces in WWI. His goal was to create a new unified, Muslim Kingdom lead by the Arabs. This dream was crushed and Karem left Saudi Arabia and went to hide in the deserts. During the Libyan Campaign, Karem discovered his ability to produce fire and aided the Germans against the hated British by doing light skirmishes. However, that was another war lost. Now there is word of Zionism and Karem and his followers are in Jerusalem: to stop Zionism before it starts.
Jerusalem, Israel
Base Level: Basement
Funds: 1000 WC
Weapons: A pistol and a knife
Stockpile: nothing
Henchmen: 5 men
Vehicles: Your old van
Superhero level: 0
Strength:0
Speed/Agility: 0
Endurence:0
Powers
Fire Generation
1) Lighter: Shoot small fire balls out of hands.
Research:
Description
Muslim fanatic that fought for the Nejd forces in WWI. His goal was to create a new unified, Muslim Kingdom lead by the Arabs. This dream was crushed and Karem left Saudi Arabia and went to hide in the deserts. During the Libyan Campaign, Karem discovered his ability to produce fire and aided the Germans against the hated British by doing light skirmishes. However, that was another war lost. Now there is word of Zionism and Karem and his followers are in Jerusalem: to stop Zionism before it starts.
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